A SLUMBER DID MY SPIRIT SEAL (Class ix)
Q1. What does the poet mean by “A slumber did my spirit seal”?
Ans: By saying “A slumber did my spirit seal,” the poet means that he was so lost in love that he did not think his beloved could ever die, and when she died, he sank into deep sorrow and sadness.He felt as if his heart had stopped.
Q2. Who is the ‘she’ referred to in the poem?
ANS:- ‘She’ refers to the poet’s beloved, believed to be a girl named Lucy.
Q3. What is meant by “earthly years”?
ANS:- “Earthly years” means the passing of time in the world, which brings old age and death.
Q4. Why can the woman neither hear nor see now?
ANS :- She can neither hear nor see because she is dead and has lost all physical senses.
Q5. What is the “diurnal course”?
ANS :- The “diurnal course” means the daily movement or rotation of the Earth.
Q6. How does the poet describe his beloved's physical state in the second stanza?
ANZ :- He describes her as having no motion and no force, showing that she is lifeless.
Q7. How did the poet feel about his beloved when she was alive?
AND :-When his beloved was alive, the poet believed she was immortal. He had no fear of losing her and thought that time and death could not affect her.
Q8. How did she become a part of nature?
Ans: She became a part of nature after her death when her body was buried in the Earth. She now lies with rocks, stones, and trees and moves with the Earth’s daily rotation.
Q9. What did the poet feel when his beloved one died?
Ans: When his beloved died, the poet felt deep sorrow and sadness. He felt as if his heart had stopped.
Q10. What did the poet imagine her to be after death?
Ans: After death, the poet imagined her as a part of nature. She became a thing that could not feel the earthly years, she has no motion and no force. She lies in the Earth with rocks, stones, and trees, moving only with the Earth’s daily rotation.
Q11. When the poet’s beloved was dead, how did the poet feel?
ANS : When the poet’s beloved was dead, the poet’s heart became so sad that his heart sank into deep sorrow and sadness.
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